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M. Annaeus Lucanus, Pharsalia (ed. Sir Edward Ridley), book 3, line 84 (search)
Now Anxur's hold was passed, the oozy road That separates the marsh, the grove sublime Near Aricia. (See Book VI., 93.) Where reigns the Scythian goddess, and the path By which men bear the fasces to the feast On Alba's summit. From the height afar- Gazing in awe upon the walls of Rome His native city, since the Northern war Unseen, unvisited-thus Caesar spake: 'Seat of the gods, have men deserted thee, 'Thee, Rome, without a blow? Then for what town 'Shall men do battle? Thank the gods, no host 'From Eastern climes has sought Italia's shores 'To wreak its fury; nor Sarmatian horde 'With northern tribes conjoined; by Fortune's gift 'This war is civil: else this coward chief 'Had been thy ruin.' Trembling at his feet He found the city: deadly fire and flame, As from a conqueror; gods and fanes dispersed; Such was the measure of their fear, as though His power and wish were one. No festal shout Greeted his march, no feigned acclaim of joy. Scarce had they time for hate. In Phoebus' ha